Faber Novels & Stories

Fabby> My sweety pie, the only girl that makes my heart skip, the Love of my life, my cup cake, my wonder woman. I began to blush. Me> Stop it. Fabby> the one I don't get tired of talking to, the sugar in my tea, my tomato jos, the most beautiful girl in balliol college. Me> Fabby, just stop it! Fabby> The most amazing woman in the world, the girl that can trade me for food, the only catarrh in my nose.... I scrunched up face. Yuck! I know he was only saying all that to make me blush and get angry at the same time.

“What's your name? I don't even know your name.” “My name is Fabian.”

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And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

But right now he seems to be thinking about nothing else but the journey. Or maybe he is thinking of the destination. 2. Tuesday 27th April 2010 01:32 Karen Anderson has the look of a woman in power; her hair dragged back along her head so that it looks like the skin at the hairline is ready to tear open. The hair continues back and is tied up with the use of those things that can be bought in pharmacies to keep hair in order, the name of which escapes her at the moment. The excess hair, which is never seen down but is kept for the sake of her womanhood, hangs in a ponytail down to the centre of her back.

I typed, deleted, then typed again. We want different things, Mr. D’Amaris. I want my company. You want leverage. -Valerie Blackthorn…

I wanted to run back and take the sheet fabric to cover my body again but I felt my knees weaken with how intense he was looking at me. He is not the Prince. He is the Alpha King Jacob—Alpha of the Moonlight Throne and King of all the thrones in the wilding forest. His gaze was already fixed in my eyes, yet I still felt it roaming over my body. “I-I’m sorry, Your grace. I didn’t mean to invade your privacy.” I bowed down to avoid his eyes. They were just pierced, and hot, and glaring. His stares could make anyone tremble in their knees. “Apology accepted. So you are my son’s new whore? The one he has taken on the night of choosing.” The sound of his footsteps drew nearer.

Besides he found someone for himself too". Noah explained. And for the first time in months, Benjamin smiled his genuine smile. "Okay how about... Lets start it again". Noah stood up stretching his hand. "Hello. I am Noah Gabriel . A Mechanical Engineer. And you"??? ********* Tabby

I finally realized the Rolls-Royce with red ribbons was not a wedding car at all. It was a brand-new, unregistered car! The Faber’s Corporation employees quickly smoothed their collars and bowed to him respectfully, “Good day, Mr. Faber.” The words “Mr. Faber” struck me like lightning. It turned out that he was Marcus Faber, the CEO of Faber’s Corporation. In my previous life, I had only heard of his name. But I had never seen his face before.